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Sam Jan 2019
I lurk outside the syndicate
roaming it's vast walls
I wish to be apart
yet, I remain feral at heart
I crave the attention those  who lay within
those who pick their flowers
who sing in their choirs

I yearn so deeply to belong
but found myself
running with the wolves
howling at the moon

The lost children
forsaken at the gate
we found a place our own
under the starlight

Prancing in forests
chasing mountaintops
we are together
we are whole
Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2018
Knock !! Knock !!

You are inside my thought
Nah! Who is outside,
Knocking my skull
Trying to break the syndicate.
Genre: Love
Theme: Sometime syndicate is the only wish.

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